The six survivors stared blankly at the circular void, its edges as smooth as a mirror.
Outside the void, the sea of metal began to squirm again, trying to fill the gap. For a moment, they couldn't tell if what had just happened was an illusion or reality.
"EX-2071... that's the official investigator designation from the Association." The captain's voice was hoarse as he forced himself to calm down.
He had seen the destructive power of a Second-level Wizard before, but never anything this clean and decisive.
"This is great! We're saved!" The young elemental wizard's face was alight with the ecstatic joy of survival.
Outside the edge of the void, the metal monsters stopped advancing.
It wasn't because of fear. They lacked such emotions.
It was because the front-line units had been completely vaporized, and the rear units had lost any wreckage to absorb, leading to a brief "decision-making stall."
But this pause wouldn't last long.
